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Текст песни Live Squad - Murderahh (Original Mix)

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(Stretch)Yo, this is off the thoughts that run through our mindWe call it homicide crimeCrazy shit we do without even thinkinEmpty a clip without blinkinCuz crime is my perfectionNo question, I let off the AK with perfectionMothafuckers don`t fuck with meCuz I kill a nigga instantlyLike for instanceOnce upon a time this kid played my sisterIn my eyes he dissed herYou know I wasn`t havin that shitI clocked his crib and then I planned the hitHe lived in the backstreets not to far from hereSo it was less of a problem, seeCuz I could do it on foot, real quiet and easyThe thought of him dead kept teasin meI couldn`t wait, to see the nigga smokin(Majesty: Dissin my sister, you must be jokin)I went in the crib and strapped up tightThen we was out of there, layin in his bushes that nightThe nigga had no mothafuckin ideaThat I was comin out of nowhere(*Bass line stops and crickets in the background*)The punk motherfucker pulled up(Majesty: Yea there he go)My shit was cocked, he was fucked(Majesty: Yea boy, here he comes)Here he comes, walkin up the goddamn stepsAnd shit is quiet as kepHe`s gettin closer, he`s in point blank range(Majesty: Bus` em, bus` em)And nigga`s in danger(*Bass line starts again*)(*Two gunshots*)Blood squirted everywhereA crazy nigga like me didn`t careA little blood even squirted on my faceI got hype when he gave me a tasteThe nigga was dead before he hit the floorBut I shot him once more (*gunshots*Cuz I`m a murderahh!(Stretch)"Murderahh, Mur-Mur-Murderahh" --> StretchComin straight from the mind of a murderahh"Murderahh, Mur-Mur-Murderahh" --> Stretch(Majesty)Yo, before I hold my guns I was ill and smooth, steppinIn my ways, you know I always kept inOoh-Wap! It was hard to be stoppedMan, I can`t count how many I shotBut yo lemme tell ya, one day it was illIt was me and C-Born chillin on SpringfieldIt was hot that day, we had to stash our jointThat was a wack move,(Stretch: It put us all off point)Then 5-0 came, coat sweatin and checkin(Stretch: I`m clean officer so just keep steppin)Now went away from the guns pumpin hard, gettin paidThe chopper recognized, pulled up and just sprayedI was set, that motherfucker made me runCold, gave me a taste of my own medicineBut I don`t sweat it, cuz yo some`in gotta give(Stretch: Yo, I know where his baby motha live)Word, kick open his door, shoot his legs, tie him upHis girly is a cutey, so you know she (Stretch: gets fucked)In front of his face, then bust a nut down her throatThe Young Guns are next and after that she got smoked(*three gunshots*)Mothafucka stop cryin(Stretch: It wasn`t me, it wasn`t me)Stop lyinDon`t bitch now, cuz any way you dyinHandcuff him up, set the bomb for ten minutesOpen up his mouth(Stretch: Open up)Shuff it in itWell the job is done, now we can go(Stretch: What about the baby?)Throw it out the windowCuz I`m a murderahh(*Glass breaking and baby screaming*)"Murderahh, Mur-Mur-Murderahh" --> Stretch(Stretch)Come on God. Get the fuckin bomb out the coffin, come on let`s go.(*explosion*)(Stretch)Eh yo Maj, remember that ill night out on the blockWhen we smoked that cop(Majesty)Yea that motherfucker was fuckin up doughChasin all the workers, kid he had to go(Stretch)For two weeks straight, we had to had to take shortsWe took what we could get, so we wouldn`t get caughtBut then, we got fed up with that shitNow it`s time for that cop to meet a clipThe beat-walkin motherfucker thought he had niggaz(Majesty: scared of him)But now we`re prepared for himTo step to us, with some more of that ol` bullshitHe fucked around and got hit, on fire(Majesty)? up for hire(Stretch)Ya dead(*3 gunshots)(Both)Three shots in ya head(Stretch)We kill mothafuckin cops with a smileKing of New York styleCuz we`re murderahhs(Stretch)"Murderahh, Mur-Mur-Murderahh" --> StretchAnd it`s comin from the mind of a murderahh"Murderahh, Mur-Mur-Murderahh" --> Stretch"Murder Clip. Murder Clip""Murderahh" --> Stretch"Murder Clip. Murder Clip""Mur-Mur-Murderahh" --> Stretch"Shoot a mothafucker in a minute" --> MC Ren"Mur-Mur-Murderahh" --> Stretch"Shoot a mothafucker in a minute" --> MC Ren"Mur-Mur-Murderahh" --> Stretch"Shoot a mothafucker in a minute" --> MC Ren"Mur-Mu-Mu-Murderahh" --> Stretch"Squeeze the trigger, squeeze the - squeeze the, squeeze the trigger and a nigga shot dead"

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